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November 1, 2016 · 6:24 am

Newvember

Now that all the Halloween mayhem is over, Baker Bloch thinks it’s time to refocus on the woods. True, Wheeler kind of controls the whole town now, but *he* owns most of the objects, and she cannot manipulate him the particular manner she can others. He’ll always remain above the fray in that way. However, it’s damage assessment time for sure. He better head over to Carrcassonnee’s.

Baker Blinker was already there.

—–

Carr.:

Good, we can start. Let me just check the roll. Spider? (pause) Spider?

Baker Bloch:

He’s here Carrcassonnee. He’s just in a position where you can’t see him as well, I guess.

Carr.:

Good. Then there’s you Baker Bloch, since you’re talking. I assume you’re here. And you’re not Wilson.

BBloch:

No.

Carr.:

And you’re sure about that.

BBloch:

Positive. And then there’s Baker Blinker right in front of you. And that’s it.

Carr.:

Baker Blinker, are you here?

BBlinker:

Yes. But barely. (She glances at Baker Bloch)

Carr.:

Good. And I know you’re not Wilson as well. And you’re not Wheeler. Are you?

(Baker Blinker doesn’t even answer this. A tension fills the air.)

Carr.:

Well, let’s have it. How are the others? Hucka Doobie is alive?

BBlinker:

Go ahead, Baker Bloch. Tell him.

BBloch:

Yes. But he won’t be using that classic avatar body for a while. And he sprained his ankle. And he probably won’t be able to gather pollen for several weeks. But it’s almost winter anyway. Gathering time is basically over. So, all in all, he came out of it remarkably well for the beating he suffered.

Carr.:

We’re sure Wheeler did this. I heard she changed several times during the commotion.

BBloch:

Well, she was Wheeler when it started and Wheeler when it ended, so I assume the middle part was Wheeler as well. She just…

Carr.:

Yes?

BBlinker (finishing; voice still sharp):

She was a bee as well.

Carr.:

How did that work? Fill me in on the details.

BBloch:

It was a power move. She wanted to rub everything in our face. What we are, what we do. But speaking from a higher ground, the bee part was just accidental. It fit into the story we’re telling here well. There was a slot. Round peg in a round hole situation.

Carr.:

And so what of Karoz?

BBlinker:

I’ll take over in talking about that little bastard boy. Karoz has a sprained neck. He’s lucky to have a head. Wheeler could have easily snapped it off at one point.

BBloch (turning to BBlinker):

*But*, it could have been the other way as well.

Carr.:

I’m confused. I don’t like to be confused. What are you Bakers on about? Who won the fight? Wheeler? I understood that Wheeler won the fight. Did she? Doesn’t she control the town now because of it? I need to know. I need to start packing if necessary. I’ll have to buy a special piece of luggage for my eye. I have difficulty taking it through customs. Nautilus might be a destination. Hucka Doobie and I talked about it before the party. Place called Black Rock — he *assured* me I would be safe there and that we could start Collagesity over at that location if needed. Black Rock — ever heard of it?

BBloch:

Whoa Carrcassonnee. Slow down there. One at a time. Let’s see. About the fight, Karoz did indeed lose. He was ahead early but Baker Blinker and I think that Wheeler could have been toying with him all along. We’re not sure[ however]. At a certain point, it *seemed* that Karoz could injure Wheeler’s neck if needed (to end the fight), but then, quick as a wink, Wheeler took the advantage and pinned *Karoz’s* head. Just like that (he snaps his fingers here). Bizarrest thing: instant swappers. Baker Blinker had left by then.

BBlinker (tersely):

I left after 10 minutes. When I realized that the agreement (between Wheeler and herself) had most certainly been broken.

Carr.:

This involved a metal heart I heard. 3 hearts. Hucka Doobie says Black Rock has 3 hearts, hmmm.

BBlinker:

Yes. 3 hearts. (she blew out air) It was meant… to set us apart.

[delete 1 exchange]

Carr. (offering):

Like the sneetches? Let’s go back to them. Stars for the sneetches. No stars for the others. (pause) Okay, it’s like Baker Bloch’s bird that set him apart from Wilson. *Use* to. There’s no telling who is who now.

BBloch:

Let’s move on please. Baker Blinker is still obvious quite upset, Carrcassonnee. She needs to get back to her journal. So to wrap it up for now, Karoz lost to Wheeler and now Wheeler controls the town. This negates *everything* Baker Blinker *won* during the previous match (with Wheeler). So everything has been reversed.

BBlinker (crying now):

He could have been killed. He’s lucky he didn’t get killed. And I’m not sure how it *didn’t* happen.

BBloch (taking over again):

We don’t know what Wheeler will do with the town but it’s hers now. I assume she’ll tell us in her own good time.

Carr.:

So I have no protection at all.

BBloch:

All I can do for you, Carrcassonnee, is to assure you, through my user, that we’re going to try everything we can to make sure you’re in a position of power still.

Carr.:

Advisory? I don’t work well as an advisor. The eye is the important thing. Is *Wheeler* the eye now?

They didn’t have an answer.

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October 27, 2016 · 7:30 am

Blue Feather

Despite the obvious ghostliness of the place, Baker Bloch keeps working on the Blue Feather club, shooting for an official opening on Halloween. 4 days away! Fresh-from-the-woods Syd Barrett Gothic tries out for the maitre d’ position. Part of his pitch is the high fantasy angle, like bragging to future customers that Dick Clark once lip synched the Star Spangle Banner at a 4th of July party here back in ’26.

Baker cannot make the crooked straight in this place for the life of him. Truly haunted.

There is already controversy in the private club’s direction. Wheeler wants to make it more a gym setting. She wishes to replace the table Baker Bloch is sitting at below, for example, with a weight machine. Wheeler is rather obsessed with training — in both body and mind. She argues that the town diner just across the road can provide customers with food and beverage. We’ll see what shapes up.

One thing we’ll have here and that’s dancing. Wheeler and others are making sure of that. Just how much variation is yet to be determined. As any regular of Second Lyfe will know, everyone is such a good dancer here that it’s a shame to waste all that talent. It is estimated by one source that 50 percent of an avatar’s time in this virtual reality is spent dancing, with sleeping being a distant second at 13 percent.

—–

Carr.:

So it’s basically a dance club.

BBloch:

Dancing and gym.

Carr.:

Jim?

Scales.

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October 26, 2016 · 5:14 am

State of the Town

Carr.:

Give me a report, Baker Bloch. What is it?

BB:

Everything is actually more than I expected. The latest development is the Blue Feather, the feather in the cap perhaps.

Carr.:

How is that going?

BB:

Certainly it is centered by an interesting triangle. I’m not sure it’s a triangle with a topping eye, as Karoz supposed recently to you. LINK

Carr.:

That would be Wheeler. Wheeler leads now.

BB:

I guess so. You’re okay with that?

—–

“Then he just mentioned that wall again and told me to talk to you instead. Said you were a better person to chat with about all this.”

“It’s a she, once more,” says Furry Karl once more. “Carrcassonneee — she.”

“Of course,” returns Baker Bloch.

“And the last time I talked to you and Baker Blinker, the 2 Bakers, you were turning all blue and lightning-y. What gives?”

“We decided to go somewhere. Talk to someone. Someone else. Not of this town.”

“Well, Baker Bloch, I’m all ears.”

[Baker’s reply blocked]

Furry Karl looked very surprised. “How are *those* mofos?”

“I have an idea,” interrupted Curled Paper in a crisp, slightly rattly voice, still sitting at the end of the bar and reading his Winesap book with the twinned Swifts within. “It’s a bright one.”

After a pause where no one says anything, Baker Bloch whispers to Karl behind his hand: “Is he a fixture here now, Karl?”

“I don’t think he has anywhere else to go,” came Furry Karl’s less whispered reply. “And then there’s the other one: Little Climbing Light. He’s worst than the first one, to quote Oz again.” Then they both realized how impolite they were in continuing to not answer Curled Paper’s question. Baker Bloch turns toward him. Or her.

“Of course you can give us — share with us your idea, Curled Paper. It is Curled Paper, right?”

“Correct. Mr. Paper to some. I’m from Nautilus as well, as is my brother LCL. You imply that he’s the more evil one — I overheard; I know Oz — but we are not evil. Just misplaced. We do not belong here. We are wishing also (like Wheeler?) to return to Nautilus. The northern part. The place of not Oz but Mars.”

“Interesting,” states Baker Bloch. “What do you think of the lower part? Do you call that (in part) Austra as well?”

“The whole continent is Austra,” came Curled Paper’s reply. “At least it use to be. The place of lemony goodness. There we were respected and honored as a unique species of avatars. Here (in the land of Lindens) we are just shunned. Here it is white male or white female. Correct proportions, but curiously with large rumps for the female species usually. And larger chests and breasts (for both). I know of the real world counterparts. What gives on that, Baker Bloch and Furry Karl? Enlighten me on that. And, yes, I’ll get to my idea in a moment. It’s a good one. It will lighten up your lives as well.”

Furry Karl gives his slant on the subject. “This is not the real world, Curled — can I call you just Curled?”

“That is fine.”

“So, Curled, let me explain to you something, and I’m tapping into my flattie culture for this one. Down here — in Lala-land; that’s Second Lyfe to you and me — things get a bit mixed up at times. The women think they need to look one way when the men don’t think so. Same for the men with the women. All’s we have to do is *stray* from the so-called normal — here — to get the correct focus and perspective. That’s from the perspective of us flatties. The 3d-ers have it wrong (in terms of general “normal”). There’s not enough diversity. That’s why you and your kind are certainly welcome in Collagesity, and I’m sure Baker Bloch would agree.”

“Most definitely,” Baker Bloch assures Curled Paper. He speaks to Karl: “Buy my new friend a drink for me. Let’s make certain he’s welcome here from now on. He’s not a joke or novelty avatar. He’s just who he is. Look at Karoz, for Christ’s sake. Remember when those ~~witches~~ gypsies over at The Moon of Maebaleia tried to get him a makeover, Karl? That was frigg’n 7 years ago (!). So I would add to Karl’s response, Curled, and say to you that you are *born* here with certain attributes, and that is your legacy, your heritage. Cherish it. Don’t be afraid to change who you are, but make sure the thing you change into is still the you from birth. The soul does not change.”

“Well put, Baker Bloch. Here’s your beer Curled Paper. You can drink free the rest of the week, matter of fact. And get your brother in on the deal as well.”

“He only stands,” says Curled Paper. “He can’t get in because of the door. You sank the bar too low.”

“So *that’s* what that was all about,” exclaims Furry Karl, looking toward the bar’s orange entrance. “You’re not witches atall!”

“Maybe it’s time to move that bookcase out of the way now, Karl,” a standing Baker offers, looking toward same. We have enough blocks in town as is, he then thinks.

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October 25, 2016 · 6:28 am

The Way

(joined in progress)

Karoz Blogger:

It’s complicated.

Carr.:

Tell me what you know about it, then.

Karoz:

I know that I don’t hate Wheeler any more.

[delete 1 line]

Karoz:

Of course. Baker is my soulmate.

Carr.:

But you know now Wheeler holds the keys to TILE.

Karoz:

I think so. That’s why I was having such a hard time restarting the religion, the college. I had to get through the Assimilation.

Carr.:

Which backfired.

Karoz:

I wouldn’t say that. I’d said that it turned into something very different than expected.

Carr.:

What did you expect? That Wheeler would go away?

Karoz:

Yes. Of course. *You* wanted her to go away.

Carr.:

Yes.

Karoz:

But instead *she* kind of [does the assimilating instead]. Roles reversed.

Carr.:

I’m still not sure what you expected.

Karoz:

She sits at the top of the triangle. Leading the way.

Carr. (correcting?):

Middletown.

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October 18, 2016 · 9:55 am

Spiderhorse 01

Karoz Blogger:

We must send Spider back into the collages, Carrcassonnee. There is no other choice.

Carr.:

I agree. But I cannot separate from my eye [at the same time]. Collagesity will collapse.

Karoz:

Then I will have to take it — you — with me.

Carr.:

I cannot move. I am immobile.

Karoz:

We’ll have to figure out a way.

Carr.:

Hucka Doobie wants to speak with you tonight. She says to meet her at the ~~bar~~ diner at 20:00 o’clock.

Karoz:

That’s 3 minutes from now!

Carr.:

You better hurry. She doesn’t like to wait.

—–

“Where is the f-er,” she thinks.

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October 12, 2016 · 9:32 am

Assimilation, The 03

“I mean it’s silly,” Karl says. “How can Starbuccarina and Space Ghost get married? He’s old as the hills; she’s young and also *not* really alive. She died, along with Rhoda. 3-n-1. Remember the plane crash?”

“I remember the plane clash, when 2 flattie realities started interfering with each other.” Baker shuffles some papers on his lap. “Was that your line, Karl? I’m lost again.”

“LOST, that was it. The show that began with a plane clash.”

“Crash.”

“Right.”

“Snow?” Curled Paper then asks out of the blue. “Did you say snow? Snow Crash? I know that book.”

—–

“It was like Fleep said. Just virgin Linden forest for, really, miles and miles. Chilbo chopped a path through the wilderness. All the way to Norum. And when they got to Norum they discovered the reality before *their* reality. Queen Sapphire and all. And Karoz. Karoz is starting to remember how it was, then. [At last] he’s becoming [rebellious] Aqua Teen beyond Sapphire’s precious Aquamarine. Put him on top of that green, green hill. Start him there. Or her. Remember how it *was*.”

“Thank you Carrcassonnee.”

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October 12, 2016 · 8:40 am

Assimilation, The

“It will be called the Assimilation, and is maybe the biggest perk in Blinker’s victory over Wheeler for control of Collagesity. Wheeler will not fade away, but she is not The World now, the endpoint. Obviously this development continues, and more in line with where it began now”

“Yes.”

“Karoz is also changing — finally! — and is trying with all his might to keep up. Collagesity is safer than ever. Like Hillary’s lead over you know who.”

“Trump?”

“We don’t say that name down here. Or try not to. You don’t know what’s ahead.”

“Okay.”

“You can ask more questions about the Assimilation, though. It’s an important event for us.”

“How do I slow it down?”

“You don’t. You let it proceed in its own way. TILE is connected. Ask Karoz soon enough.”

“Thanks. What does this mean for Collagesity going forward?”

—–

“He said we’re going to have to build a wall, Karl.”

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October 8, 2016 · 2:31 pm

Neverending Story, The

“Good *morning* John Lemon. Is Carrcassonnee in, hehe? I know she is. Good day!”

“So which seat do I take Carr.?” Baker Bloch asks. “Is anyone else joining us today? Baker Blinker perhaps?”

“No you can take the hot seat,” Carrcassonnee responds. “No one else is here. No one but this beer.” But Carrcassonnee doesn’t produce a beer from within, unlike Fitz. She has no hands. Baker Bloch knows what she is talking about still. More 12 Oz Mouse references, pheh. Will they never stop? Doesn’t matter. 1/2 and 1/2.

“Just checking in while rezzed to make sure you’re alright, Carr.”

“I’m okay. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Just the whole Wheeler incident. *Incidents*. Have you turned recently? You’re okay now, correct?”

“I said I already am. So I am. Don’t worry. Collagesity is safe now. We’ve been stoned! Not boned, as Liquor was in…”

“… I know, I know. (together): 12 Oz Mouse.”

“But to continue, Carrcassonnee, Furry Karl is obviously Rhoda.”

“Wrong,” Roostre interrupts.

“Who said that?” Baker, asks, head twirling. Then he swings back to Carr. and turns thoughtful again. “So, let’s see, Furry Karl is Liquor.”

“Maybe.”

“Was that you this time, Carr.? Voice throwing again?”

“Possibly.”

“Good one [then]. And then Rhoda is Rhoda obviously.”

“We need to talk about other things today. I don’t mean to rush you, but don’t get hung up too much on the parallel bars[ in both Collagesity and 12 Oz Mouse]. Let *me* worry about The Mouse. To your other questions or concerns today, then. Go ahead…”

“Well,” says Baker. “How about Middletown, then? I’m heading there tomorrow. My user is, I mean. Baker B.”

“Middletown is in the future, in the middle of the future. It is where all is heading, where all came from. You have chosen the name wisely. Yes, Blue Mountain originally came from Middletown, and is heading back[ to the womb?]. It’s like Pietmond bourne from Chilbo. “‘Cept this time it’s all gonna work out. You will go home. Tomb.”

“Do you mean womb, Carrcassonnee?”

“No. I mean: yes. 1/2 and 1/2.”

“Never ends does it.”

“No. Mouse never ends. Liquor knows.”

“I’m sure he does.”

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October 5, 2016 · 4:34 am

Starbuccaneer Barista is dead.

Killed by a crashed airplane. No onboard casualties listed. Starbuccaneers remains closed indefinitely for a period of mourning and needed repairs.

A grieving Baker Bloch decides to visit Carrcassonnee for spiritual guidance.

—–

Carr.:

Very reminiscent of Donnie Darko. And there’s a time loop involved as well. In one reality she didn’t die. In another she did. It was suppose to happen. And, anyway, she could come back tomorrow, good as new. Good as old. No need to grieve. Something that was suppose to happen at this point in the script is all. Stop your blubbering. Here’s a hanky.

BBloch:

Thank you Carrcassonnee.

—–

Baker Bloch’s father Space Ghost was so upset that he walked around Collagesity all day without his cane, forgetting he was handicapped. He loved Starbuccaneer as well, perhaps even moreso than the son. While they were sitting at ~~Rhoda’s~~ Karl’s bar on Tuesday, he planned on confessing something to Baker but got too drunk to really do it. Let’s listen in again.

—–

Space Ghost:

Another round Karl (hiccup).

Furry Karl:

Maybe you should slow down there Space Ghost old man, old chap.

Baker Bloch:

Great you could take over the bar while Rhoda was dead, Furry Karl.

Furry Karl:

Rhoda? He or she’s right upstairs. We decided to switch bars. Too much blood and shooting down here for him-her. He/she’s prone to it. I don’t attract that crowd, that element. I can better control a situation. PUT DOWN THAT GUN! (dramatic pause) See? Just a joke from me. Still here.

Baker Bloch:

It’s the… sorry Karl, go ahead…

Furry Karl:

It’s the violence from his former bar. That’s also why I removed that cursed picture of him-her and Shark, another him-her actually. Lordshore Bridge pic returned.

(Along with Clock, Baker Bloch then thinks, staring at the far wall. Why did *that* return?)

Baker Bloch:

Well, I suppose things must keep moving forward. It can’t remain February 2nd or 2:22 forever.

Space Ghost:

Well put (hiccup) son. Here’s to time moving forward, moving onward. Up up and away. (he downs his beer in one long swig)

Baker Bloch:

Let’s get you home. Where is your home again? I don’t think that’s quite been established. Carrcassonnee said that you usually sleep in the portal now? Explain Father.

Furry Karl:

Yeah, I’m gonna seal that thing up with a big, grey rock. You better find other digs if that’s your hangout, Space.

Space Ghost:

I live in Muff-Birmingham. In the clouds. Cloud 9. Number 9 Dream. Night night. (he lays his head on the counter)

Baker Bloch (turning to Karl):

Well, I gotta take him somewhere. The other day, I found him sleeping under a rock, speaking of rocks. What rock are you going to seal the passageway with, Karl? Just curious.

(Just then a phone rings. Furry Karl goes around the corner and into the back corridor to answer it. Baker Bloch and his father cannot hear what was talked about through the wall. He returns several minutes later.)

Furry Karl:

Well I may have a place for your father to stay. Turns out this time Rhoda is actually dead. Some kind of symbiosis with Starbuccaneer, along with the ballerina next to that rock outside. 3-n-1. They discovered them all combined together in one body at the morgue, during the autopsy. So, for Space Ghost in the immediate now, he can live upstairs after we clear out Rhoda’s stuff.

Baker Bloch:

That’s *terrible*. We’ve lost not one but three Collagesity entities in one tragic ~~scoop~~ swoop.

Space Ghost (head raised):

I knew that already. I think it’s time to move to the harder (hiccup) booze. Karl, break out that bottle of (burp) Boos Number 10 (hiccup). The one made (hiccup) on Mars.

Furry Karl (correcting):

We call that *Le*Mars in this dimension. It’s a stopover on the way to Neptune. Karoz has been there not once but 3 times now. 3-n-1.

Baker Bloch:

Has he made it to Neptune?

(Another phone call. Furry Karl visits the corridor again. He takes a little longer this time to return.)

Furry Karl:

Sealing’s off for now. Looks like we’re going to have a crowd in here soon. Upstairs boss says the Portal’s opening up from the other side.

Space Ghost:

That’s (belch) *me*! (clunk)

Furry Karl:

Yeah, I don’t think so. Shame about Rhoda. Shame about Starbuccaneer. Shame about the ballerina girl. 3-n-1. Damn shame. And now we’re going to have visitors because of it. Muff-Birmingham.

Baker Bloch:

Oh God.

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September 29, 2016 · 7:32 am

Stoned Talk

(joined in progress)

Carr.:

There are 3 major stones and 7 minor stones or just stones, unnamed and non-nomenclatured. One of the 3 major stones is called Major itself. This would be the one outside your father’s place. How’s Space Ghost holding up? Hopefully he’s not drinking again since he has that new bar and all. Is he?

BBloch:

I don’t think so. I haven’t seen him lately, actually. Might try to find him later tonight. And: He never drank.

Carr.:

Where is he sleeping? Since the whole house is now a bar.

BBloch:

Dunno.

Carr.:

Answer: There’s a portal in the back of the bar. Walk behind the bar, go down the passage. You’ll find a second Collagesity with a second set of objects. Different from the first. Backwards. Bass ackwards.

BBloch:

Hmmm. I’ll check that out Carrcassonnee.

Carr.:

Do that. Don’t forget. Any more on the stones?

BBloch (reviewing):

The 3 major stones: one is called Major Stone itself and that’s in front of my dad’s bar, next to the orange door…

(Carrcassonnee nods here?)

… then Big Stone just outside your gazebo here…

(nodding?)

… and then Hunger or Thick or Think Stone in front of the Collagesity Diner. What’s the relationship, especially of Hunger (etc.) and Big?

Carr.:

When you go to the parallel town you’ll find that out. You better go check.

(unjoined in progress)

—–

The 3 “major stones” brightened for highlighting purposes.

Major Stone and Space Ghost’s new ~~bar~~ bars from Gallery Jack.

“Is this the passageway behind the bar Carrcassonnee speaks of?” Turns out it’s not. Wrong bar.

“Hey Furry Karl! Long time no see.” Karl doesn’t speak, and Baker continues. “Let’s see, Karl, I’ll have a, uh, let’s see, a, um, uh… a Heineken.” Baker Bloch waits for Karl’s response. “Hmm, still not animated, just like Starbuccaneer.”

He admires the high view here before teleporting down to the second bar in the house. There’s Big Stone, he thinks. No, that’s the other stone. What was the name. Baked Stone? He suddenly can’t remember. Has he been gassed? Has the whole town been gassed? “Some view, eh Karl. Bet you’re enjoying that.” No answer.

“And then there’s Rhoda. Hi Rhoda!” Baker Bloch is not surprised when the orbed being doesn’t reply.

He still talks to him, however. “Rhoda, I understand there’s a passageway that leads to another dimension ’round here. I can’t find it. Any ideas?” Rhoda remains silent and still. “None?” Baker Bloch waits again. “Still none?”